Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Seriously, When Does This Party END?

I didn't make it to the doctor yesterday. I got up 23 minutes after the doctor's appointment, which was at 2 p.m.

That's because I was up all night with my operated-on foot spasming so much I couldn't sleep. I finally went to bed at 5 a.m. I often ask for signs whether I should or should not go ahead with some things. And when it comes to doctors, I ask twice as hard. I was, for some reason, having a bad feeling about going to see him. I never, EVER ignore my intuition (except when it comes to men because I'M A MORON) so I took it as a sign not to go. The foot hasn't spasmed since.

I also fired my internist for telling me I had fibromyalgia (I don't) OVER THE PHONE and trying to get me into his office for tests. I called him an idiot. Which he is. All they want is your money to keep their offices afloat. He's in Beverly Hills, surprise! Thirteen years in NYC and I don't remember one rip-off doctor there. Is it possible that New York doctors actually CARE about you more than money? I have seen more incompetent doctors in L.A. than anywhere else I've lived. I wouldn't be surprised if they're all just telling their patients, "But what I really want to do is direct."

I don't trust them and never have. If they can just lie and tell you whatever they want to get you back in their offices for bogus tests, how much are they telling you that IS true? They don't listen, all they hear is their God complex ringing in their ears. Always get a second or third opinion. The doctor who did my surgery was my third opinion. After I saw him I still contacted my Indian doctor in Mumbai, hoping he could do it. But the recovery prohibited me going back to India. But I know I wouldn't have been this stressed out. Every time I see my doctor, I come home three times as stressed.

But I am going to see the chiropractor next week for my pinched nerve. My doctor's office said I should come in, they would probably send me to a neurologist who would then send me to a chiro. Being full of metal, I can only see one chiro, a guy in West L.A., who I've known for 10 years and knows how to handle people with metal. So I'm cutting out the middle man because PEOPLE ON THE INTERNET WHO READ ME HAVE FIGURED OUT WHAT'S WRONG. FOR FREE. Do you see why I hate doctors?

There's someone on TV tonight and tomorrow that you really shouldn't miss. You have to go to Uproarious to find out who. But you'll want to set your TiVos for this.

End of chat.
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